That is great story. I can remember my first deer like it was yesterday. It was about 20 years ago and i was supposed to be getting on the bus to go to school. but my dad had seen a good buck that morning on the way to work. So he rushed home and told my younger brother to tell the bus driver i was sick. So me and my father put a stalk on the deer and he turned and came right for us chasing a doe. I was resting on a fallen tree and i was so nervous but i got the buck. It is a memory that will last the rest of my life. I am going to repay him this year he got drawn for a moose tag in alaska and we are going in september. It is going to be a great time regardless if we get a moose or not.